Giuseppe Navarra took the Treasure of San Gennaro back to Naples, and from then on he was nicknamed "The king of Poggioreale". The jewels of the Treasure of San Gennaro are valued more than those of the Crown of England and those of the Csar of Russia. The first evidence of the liquefaction of the saint's blood goes back to the 14th century: a miracle that occurs every year for the believers in Naples. San Gennaro is so important for the people of Naples that even Napoleon, prone to embezzle works of art, did not dare to profane the Treasure: in fact he suggested in 1808 to his in-law Gioacchino Murat, king of Naples, absolutely secular, to offer the saint a holy monstrance, still among the most highly decorated of the whole collection. During the Second World War, the Treasure had to be transferred to Rome for some years and even the Vatican stalled for some years its return to Naples. Memorable remains the endavour by Giuseppe Navarra, most devoted boss, called "The King of Poggioreale" (the area of Naples where he came from) who, after the war in 1947, ran the risk of transferring the precious cargo from Rome to Naples. At the end of the Second World War no one dared to take the honor of carrying a valuable treasure through devasteted roads infested by criminals. The police didn't have enough men and the civil and ecclesiastical authorities did not know where to turn. Then he volunteerd for the operation. Mister Michele Navarra, aka Giuseppe, 49 years old, former driver, left Naples towards Rome with a strange Fellowship of the Ring: the nonagerian Prince Stefano Colonna Paliano. With an autographed letter to the Vatican, he withdrew the Treasure and then began an adventurous trip back home. When the Treasure was finally handed back to the town, Cardinal Alessi Ascalesi offered him a reward, but Navarra refused the money, asking him only the privilege to kiss the sacred ring and asked his reward to be converted into a donation to the poors of the city. This fact helped to increase his fame: actually he was a shady character, who had become rich with shady trades, first in Marseille then in Naples.

Amo Napoli perché mi ricorda New York, specialmente
per i tanti travestiti e per i rifiuti per strada. Come New York è una
città che cade a pezzi, e nonostante tutto la gente è felice come quella
di New York.I love Naples because it reminds me of New York, especially for the many transvestites and garbage on the streets. As New York, it is a city falling apart and, in spite of this, people are as happy as the ones in New York.